On the Mandrin Island hammock

Poem dedicated to Mandrin Island on the north coast of Lorengau town in Manus IslandThe poem was written from the island whilst resting on the hammock. An expression of self for the love of the beautiful island (my darling) 

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Reaching the sun-kissed shore of Mandrin

I set my eyes on you

You took my very attentions away 

I love you and the feel of it 

The tensions were so high and needed a touch of you with feeling of relieve. 

A hang or hug were what came to my mind when I saw you 

On with you, I wanted more of the rolling waves crushing on the reef that would make me forget the day 

I knew, the night with hammock on the island has just started 

The only barrier of the tiny Mandrin Island seems over protective and her hammock hangers

The house reef and its habitat never sways to mother nature

They protects the island, I knew I was protected 

Underneath the shades are fine dunes crushed into likeness of the eyes if legs tremble

The birds bidden farewell to the day, some songs attuned into the rhythm of the waves

Making me fallen in love with the island hammock endlessly 

If I can request to you the tiny island of Mandrin, give me the citizenship. 

I've been spoiled, if not by your beaut then a spell from your natural look 

Let me hang here without your hug until I hang-loose or stay here until dawn

Let the parrots wake me up if Chauka was not happy with me making love with her hammock whole night 

Hey sparrows and gulls, please make more noise to keep me awake, I'm just enjoying the hammock on the beach

If you can understand, the hammock is taking me into the deepest of the lovely night on an island like this

And I pray, the tiny gods of the Mandrin Island will keep away the grey sky. 

Let the stars light brighter for tonight and make me fall in love with the hammock more and more

Bring the moonlight up the horizon 

Tell love at home, I'm hanging here on the hammock on the remote island of Mandrin 

Hope you looking up the sky with the bright moonlight 

I'm seeing your face in there but I'm with hammock alone here. 

She is not my darling but she is Mandrin hammock.

Dear love, if the moon smiles at you 

I'm seeing  the moon from here too and it makes me lonely no more 

The South-east breeze is freezing

I don't want to be frozen here to the shape of the hammock. 

I know the shape of you by heart

And here I'm on a heart shaped hammock

If the seas will never roar tonight then the breeze too can spare me a life.

I'm coming back home to you in my dreams

I want to hang on here till dawn

The birds can sing me my forgotten songs if the hammock rocks me to alive

Please Mandrin Island let me make a wish on this hammock with you tonight

Praying to the breeze to allow me a moment to visit you once more and hangout with you my dearest Mandrin hammock

I'm into the deepest of my sweetest dreams ever with you Mandrin hammock.

I love the feel if not the hammock then it's you my darling (Mandrin Island) 

poem from Mandrin Island🌊🎋